The Gallery: A Story of Siblings

"You know those quirky little stories you pass on from generation to generation? Every picture tells a little story, but some tell a really special one. I want to see THAT photo.

So this week's theme is: A Family Story.

I think the hardest part here is going to be how to narrow it down to just one photo!"

For me, the hardest part is not narrowing it down to one photo, because I'm not going to. For me, the hardest part is knowing what to write. I've spoken before of my grandparents and my parents and my present and future family. So what is left to write is about my generation; my siblings.

I'm the youngest of four children; two boys and two girls in that order. There is a gap of twelve years between my eldest brother and me, but that never made any difference. Growing up, I always had companions, friends and protectors. I was happy and loved, and loved in return. There came a tricky time when we reached adulthood, but this is not the place to discuss this. And so with that, I'm going to gloss over the stress and the arguments, the exhiled years and the fallen tears. I'm going to show you three photos which are incredibly special to me:

1977

1983

2007

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I'm going to get rollocked by at least one of them for putting the last photo up!

I was an only child and I so wanted siblings growing up! My friends always told me that I was lucky, families relations can be the greatest and the worst thing in the world, I certainly know that! Great photos!

what superb photos i had forgotten you had so many brothers and a sister! you look like the brother stood next to you in the 2007 photo. was the the last one you have of the 4 of you?
i love how you wrote about how growing up you had friends, companions and protectors. a great reason to have siblings if ever i read one!!!! x

Oi! What's with the star over the face?!! No fair!!!
What a lovely post. Good to know that siblings – despite their ups and downs – can stay close.
I grew up an only child, and only met my half-siblings when I was 16. But I know so many people who don't speak to their brothers or sisters any more.
It's sad. And I hope my boys grow up to always stay close and look out for each other.

They are all my half-siblings; but for me as the youngest I never knew any different. I only found out when I was ten and someone on the playground told me that's what it meant. We all lived together, so were all close.

Lovely post. The Boy is so similar to you in the first picture! So cute! I also find it really nice that you all get on as siblings, half or not, are a precious thing. The Boy is very lucky with to have 2 uncles and one auntie, just on your side.

Ahh you were so cute in your first pics and The Boy is all you! It's amazing the history and stories behind a simple smiley pic isn't it? My family is completely bonkers..truly! The stories I could tell would go on for weeks. Your family look very loving there though.

My hubby is one of four and he says it is fantastic and that is why I want four and you have just reinforced that. Families always go through trials and tribulations but what makes you strong is coming out the other side, and you all done that. xx

God I think siblings are the most important part of a family. That's certainly the way it is for me, and I wish I had been young enough to have more children for my children to share with each other – if that makes sense